After coming out of the service area, Huan Xin quickly walked into a path beside the road, and soon arrived at a forest.
Huan Xin saw that the place was sparsely populated and it was a night with dark moonlight and high winds, so he no longer hid it, and released his Tao power all over his body. The Yin and Yang Wuji Kung Fu was also activated, and the Tao power around him quickly transformed into Yin and Yang. With such power, it didn't take long to lock onto the figure of a person half a mile away.
Huan Xin didn't hesitate, and towards that figure, he launched the "Flying Wind Art" instantly, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of this person.
Amuni obviously didn't expect that the person following him would find him so quickly, so he stopped. After turning his head, Amuni seemed to think that the young man looked familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember who he was.
Huan Xin also used the moonlight to see clearly the face under the peaked cap. It turned out to be an old man, to be precise, an old foreign monk.
Huan Xin was the first to speak: "Seeing as your cultivation is not weak and you can take action against an innocent child, I guess the price paid by the person behind you must be amazing!"
Amuni could understand Chinese, and as a Chinese descendant himself, his Mandarin was extremely standard. However, Amuni had no intention of speaking at this time. He still did not want to get entangled with this person and wanted to get away as soon as possible.
So Amuni took out a small bottle from his body, in which a golden insect flapped its wings and flew towards Huanxin.
And all of this allowed Huan Xin's discerning eyes to see clearly. When the insect was about to touch Huan Xin, a ball of fire rose up in front of Huan Xin without any warning, and the insect disappeared silently into the flames.
Amuni gasped when he saw this. He seemed to have thought of something, so he opened his eyes wide and said, "Are you the most outstanding Taoist genius among the young generation in China these years?"
Seeing the other party commenting on her like this, Huan Xin smiled in a good mood, and then nodded and said, "I am Qi Huan Xin. Master Amuni's cultivation level is not low. I must not be an unknown person in Siam!"
When Amuni heard Huoxin say this, he also knew that this was a threat to him, so he said without getting angry: "I am just an old monk, and my reputation to me is more like the moon in the water and the flower in the mirror, it's nothing." Very useful!"
After hearing this, Huan Xin continued to smile and said: "Master came to China, I'm afraid it wasn't just to bow down a child!"
Amuni did not answer Qing Xin's question first, but mentioned someone to Qing Xin.
"Dip, you should have an impression. He is the apprentice of the poor monk. Unfortunately, since he lost to you, he has been unable to recover and has truly converted to the Buddha!"
Dipper? After thinking about it for a moment, I really remembered the head-down master I met in Shanghai a few years ago. At that time, he was also tutoring Xiaoyu. I accidentally found a broken little ghost magnetic jar in his house, which finally led to a past conspiracy in a shopping mall. .
The head-dropping master at that time seemed to be named Dipu, and he spared his life at that time. Unexpectedly, he met his master today.
It can be seen that the skill of this Master Amuni is much stronger than that of Dipu before. If he had met this Master Amuni back then, Huan Xin would probably have wanted to escape unscathed based on his cultivation at that time. It’s also a bit difficult.
But now, Master Amuni is unlucky to meet him, not the Huan Xin who just came out of the world a few years ago, but Qi Huanxin, the youngest Hedao cultivator in China, who is known as a "genius".
"You're not here to take revenge on me, are you?" Huan Xin said teasingly.
Amuni narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "The old monk didn't expect that fate would be so dramatic. When I came to China, the people standing in front of me were still people. Maybe God also wanted me to be his disciple." Take revenge!"
After Amuni finished speaking, Qingxin was also stunned. He didn't expect that the old monk was actually thinking about this after talking for a long time. Qingxin didn't believe that the old monk didn't know what the realm of Hedao meant. Even though he had all kinds of means, he could still His current cultivation level. It's effortless for Huoxin to deal with him.
"Give you a chance. I see that you are old and it would be better to turn around earlier. I can let you go peacefully and never step into China again!" Huan Xin was not ambiguous, looking at Amu who was smiling sinisterly in front of him. Ni said.
As soon as these words came out, Amuni seemed to have been ridiculed, and blood all over his body suddenly surged up, and the surrounding air also fluctuated. He pointed his finger at his heart and gritted his teeth and said: "You have an old saying in China, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated. Besides, I have been practicing for nearly a hundred years, how could you, junior, scare me away with just a few words?"
When Huan Xin saw that Amuni had no intention of retreating, I sighed and said, "That means there is no need to discuss it? Then I think you are old, so you should take action first!"
"I don't know how high the world is, but today the old monk will meet a young genius like you to see what's so special about you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Amuni was seen sitting cross-legged on the ground, and then three small flags of different colors appeared in front of him. Then Amuni silently recited an obscure incantation and picked up a black flag stuck on the ground.
Huan Xin just put his hands behind his back calmly, and was also curious about what kind of tricks this old monk could use with such a big battle.
I saw a black ghost floating out from the small flag in Amuni's hand. This ghost can be said to be the most powerful one I have ever seen in the heart. The spiritual body's Taoism is almost as good as that of China's millennia. What a wicked person!
But even so, Huan Xin was not nervous at all. Even if there were hundreds of ghosts of this level, Huan Xin would be unfazed and not care at all.
I saw the small flag in Amuni's hand waving towards Huan Xin, and the black phantom also flew towards Huan Xin with fangs and claws. Huan Xin felt that this Siamese monk should have reached the peak of ghost surrender skills, but What Huan Xin didn't know was that Master Amuni opposite him was also known as the strongest head-dropping master in Siam for a century, and he was also known as the "encyclopedia" of the head-dropping world.
Huan Xin saw that the phantom was about to arrive in front of him, so he pointed out helplessly with two fingers and said "fix". The phantom was frozen in the air, unable to take a step forward. Then Huan Xin picked it up with two fingers, and a ball Li Huo also instantly enveloped Phantom's whole body, and within a few breaths, Phantom was burned to ashes, and the small black flag in Amuni's hand also burned instantly.
Amuni looked at this scene in shock and took a breath of cold air. He did not expect that the ghost that he had raised for many years would be gone after just one face-to-face meeting. He also knew why the people in front of him were so famous!
Amuni did not stop, and quickly took out another small green flag, then bit his finger and scribbled on it. Then Amuni waved the flag towards Qingxin with a solemn expression, and saw a ball of light coming out of the small flag. The green light came towards the heart-calling cover.
Huan Xin only felt that this power was very familiar, and it seemed to be a bit like the curse of the witch clan. Thinking about these Nanyang evil arts, most of them were passed down by Chinese sects, and they also incorporated a lot of witchcraft and Gu magic, so it was not that strange to call the heart. I thought that unless the old monk opposite was Duan Jiufeng, it might be possible to call the heart. It can also cheer up some spirits.
So Huoxin directly released the yin and yang energy in his body, directly dissipating the green aura surrounding him. With this force, Amuni spit out a mouthful of blood, and the small green flag in his hand also turned into A cloud of ashes.
Huan Xin shook his head. Sometimes he felt that these foreign monks were pitiful. The skills they had learned were just some Taoist skills. No matter how proficient they were, it was impossible for a primary school student to defeat an elephant!
